Broke. Ain't got no money, dont know where to go. Just sittin' staring at the stereo. I think we better turn it UP,turn it UP ,turn it UP Loud. Cause
Ah ah, ah ah Ah ah, ah ah You set my teeth on edge You set my teeth on edge You think you're a vegetable Never come out of the fridge C-c-cucumber C
Who?s gonna be my savior Now that I?ve learned to believe And who?s gonna be the answer To all of my questioning? Well, I hope I?m not lost But I think
Years ago I came back This has been my hardest attack A burning fire's in my brain I could feel the deadly flame Tales of the magic in my head To a dark
I've had money, and I've lost it Seen an ocean, nearly crossed it I have been to another world and I have returned And for every high joy a hard lesson
Crown him with many crowns, the Lamb upon his throne. Hark! How the heavenly anthem drowns all music but its own. Awake, my soul, and sing of him who
Let It Go You say to me Don?t know what you want Ever since you said you can?t Trying to find a way to believe I know that it is wrong But I can
Yeah, You don?t know what you want You?re such a big shot, big mouth And that?s all that you got, you got, you got, you got, you got Yeah, We aint
For those who seek the face of God For those who call the name of Christ The road upon this earthly sod Will someday lead to paradise We embrace the cross
If eyes are the mirror of the soul You will find in my the scorn and apathy You will read my hatred as in a curs'd book You will see yourself as I see
A crown of thorns, a mockery Of You my God, of You my King You took my place A place so bleak and cold A crown of thorns A symbol of a desperate deed
I took the train up from Illinois I was followin' through on a letter you sent I always feared that you'd be true True to yourself to the bitter end
We're both like Simon we still live in a state of denial. Although we'd both like to go to heaven, We feel surprised about the trial. But the suff'ring
Verse 1 (Andre Nickatina) My raps are like a cell phone rate, cause they keep ringin all across the state. Hit the barbque party make a handsome plate
Crown Him with many crowns, The Lamb upon the throne: Hark How the heav'nly anthems drowns All music but its own! Awake, my soul. And sing Of Him Who
Vlad, lord of cruelty and pain, come to my dreams, show me your hell. Welcome foreigner to the kingdom of sadism, in this garden of hell there's a place
Armageddon karma, the Devil's got my heart Loosen all hope and walk through me There are people cold, and people burning Are you one of the damned? Born
I saw it flash before my eyes!! Blitzkrieg witchcraft! Evil night, Hell on earth! As the black sky turns to a white out of light! Mushroom clouds of